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There is a 

witch living

on the corner

where the four

roads meet.

 

Her eye is

evil, her

nose crooked.

 

 

She lays down

the tarot

pattern

with wrinkled

hands.

 

 

Asks "do you wish

tea of wormwood

or henbane?"

 

 

She will enchant

your mind now

into fields of

wild roses.

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